Oregon Country Fair
For me, it's like being on another planet. Hippies, yuppies, crazies, druggies, dreamers, and anybody else who has purchased a $17 ticket, all meet near Eugene Oregon underneath the lush decidious trees and in the dry meadows of the "fairgrounds". You're not going to find amusement rides and and rodeos as this fair. Instead, keep you eyes open for the drum circle, the falafel booth, the alternative energy park, partial nudity, the musical entertainment that is scattered amongst the many paths and stages, and the frequent, impromptu parade that could spontaneously begin at any moment.
Maggie and I went down this year to see a band we like, Eleven Eyes, and witness the general chaos that is the Oregon Country Fair.
This guy was rocking his own cazba during the Eleven Eyes show. I didn't think people danced this crazy before noon,...
I, Maggie, and Smiles hangin' out on the lawn in front of the Eleven Eyes show.
Eleven Eyes proudly displayed their unique electro-funk-jazz for the morning crowd at the main stage of the fair.
Maggie and I ate tempura (deep fried vegetables) for lunch. We sat on the ground at this very clean table to eat it. At this particular eatery, you had the option to stand in front of people and sing for your food. I avoided the singing bit, even after persistent begging by many patrons for my best Axl Rose and Jon Bon Jovi impersonations.
They had mothers once,...
The drugs make you want to bite your own tounge off, but they also make it taste like melon, so you smile and chomp away,...
My bro hydrates (left), while Kodak rethinks the tie-died head band idea.